Clothes flew from the cupboard and piled up on the spacious bed. Personal belongings -shoes, make up, jewelry, suitcases- were all scattered, creating a sight that could only be described as one word, messy. Oh for the love of black coffee with two spoonfuls of sugar, I'm dead today.
Khushi walked out of our walk in closet, wearing a crop top and high-waisted shorts. The thin line of creamy skin between her top and shorts sent blood rushing down between my legs. Her long, toned legs complimented her round derrire. I would have been staring for hours on end if it weren't for her icy glare, directed towards me.
Her anger was amusing but I could see the pain and insecurity hidden in those dark brown orbs. I knew I my negligence had hurt my baby but the company was near bankruptcy; it had become my top priority. In the attempts of saving of the company I was close to losing the love of my life. I had forgotten that the only reason I had started working in the company as Assistant CEO was to provide a comfortable lifestyle for Khushi. If she wasn't there to share it with, then why bother?
"Oh! Finally, Mr. Prince Charming has decided to grace us with his divine presence." I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sarcastic rumbling of my beautiful wife.
"But baby, I was always here right in your heart." I started taking steps towards her with a devilish smile.
"Baby my ass." She retreated backwards; probably an unknown habit.
"And oh what a fine one it is." One step forward. Another backward.
She rolled her eyes and huffed in annoyance. "Cheeky bas***d." Her back had touched the wall and I was only a few steps away from her.
"Your cheeky bas***d. Only yours." I recovered the last few steps and placed my hands on the wall, each on either side of her head. Leaning against her forehead, I inhaled the fresh aroma of her silky, black hair.
Her tiny hands were formed in fists and began to strike my chest in an effort to get me off of her. Tears rolled down her rosy cheeks and I screamed internally. I had never meant to cause her this much pain. It was all my fault.
I let her vent out her frustration until she was tired, out of tears, and laying her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her in a warm embrace.
"Why Arnav Ji? Am I not good enough? Is that why you keep ignoring me?" Her words tore my heart but caused anger as well.
I grabbed her by her arms and forced her to look in my eyes. "How could you even think that? I love you with all my heart. I had gone astray with my priorities but you will always be the one. Baby, please forgive me. I never meant to hurt you."
A hint of a smile began to form on her lips and I knew her insecurities were beginning to wither. "Make love to me, Arnav Ji. Show me that I'm worth it. That we're worth it."
"With pleasure, baby." I picked her petite body up and walked to the guest room. Our bedroom was currently occupied by strewn belongings.
I pulled her into a gentle kiss as soon as we hit the bed and her hands tugged my hair. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and I let her explore it before I took control. Soon the kiss turned aggressive with passion as the roles reversed, with me prodding her mouth. My hands roamed around her body, touching any skin that wasn't covered by clothing.
Slowly, I retracted my mouth from hers and began to kiss her jawline. I worked my way down towards her neck and placed gentle bites that were sure to leave marks. Her constant moans were driving my pleasure to new extremes and I couldn't get enough of her. Gently, I slipped her and my clothes off, to remove the obstruction between us.
Placing kisses on her chest, I rolled my tongue around her most sensitive parts. I knew she loved the feeling of my tongue soothing her scorching skin. Her creamy, slender waist looked empty without my love bites and I bit the sides of her waist, making her scream in pleasure. I comforted her pain by kissing the bites and dipping my tongue in her navel.
I got off of her and fear masked the desire in her eyes. I reassured her by pushing her back down. Starting with her ankles, I worked my way up her sexy legs -kissing, biting, and massaging them. I tasted the sweetness between her legs and she cried in ecstasy.
Her moans made me lose control and I swiftly entered into her. Our moans filled the room as we both experienced extreme pleasure. With one final kiss, I pulled out of her and wrapped her in my arms. Covering our sweaty, naked bodies with a duvet, she snuggled into me with her head on my chest. This is where I belong, with her.
"I love you Arnav Ji."
"I love you too, Baby."
Today is an unusual day in the Raizada household. Not because Arnav is angry nor because Khushi is irritated. Those things have become common happenings there since the day papa'a princess Aashi has been born. Arnav would be irritated and angry upon everyone if his daughter becomes upset even for a moment and Khushi would be irritated with Arnav because of his over protectiveness towards their daughter, the protectiveness which he neither had for his Di nor his wife nor for anyone else, but no matter what she too loves her daughter but simultaneously is a bit strict towards her as her father has turned her into a total pampered princess.
But today is an unusual day because Daddy's darling Ms Aashi Arnav Singh Raizada is going for an interview, her first interview... interview for nursery admission. Now at the age of 3 and half she has to get admitted in school. Last year when Khushi had wanted to send her to a play school just like Anjali's daughter Anita, Arnav had thrown a tantrum saying that his daughter is not going anywhere... reason being Anita had cried a lot on the first day of school and he doesn't want his daughter to cry and after that he had literally turned RM into a play school by getting a teacher and all toys and equipment required for a child at play school. But this time Khushi had Arnav see sense and he grumpily had agreed to send his little daughter to school.
To be honest he had literally never stayed away from his princess right from the time of her birth. Infact the workaholic ASR had actually forgotten that he runs a business empire. He had gone to office after 6 months that too only after Akash and Aman had shown him false figures which stated the company is running in loss... and after that not to forget the scoldings that both of them had got from a furious ASR who then accused them of keeping him away from his daughter. But later it took much time and patience on part of Anjali and Khushi to make him realize that he too needs to work to give his daughter a safe future and then he had been regular at his work but would call home n times a day to inquire about his princess and on the first found opportunity would rush home to be with his daughter.
Today Aashi is supposed to go for an interview for getting admitted in nursery school and Arnav had taken the whole house on his head making every other person running around. Khushi who was now highly irritated came into the room only be greeted by the father daughter duo sitting on the bed with Aashi on Arnav's lap in a pensive mood surrounded by all of Aashi's dresses spread around as if a hurricane had hit the room.
Khushi: "What has been happening here? Aur aap dono ne yahan kya raita failaya hua hai?"
Aashi: "Not laita, it is Aashi's dresses."
Khushi: "Why have you thrown them all around..? Aur Arnavji aap abhi tak baithe kyun hai..? Ab late nehi ho raha aapko? Kal se aapne pure ghar ko sar pe utha rakha hai kyunki aaj Asu ka interview hai... aur ab aap ko der nehi ho rahi kya?"
Arnav: "I am confused Khushi. Don't know which dress Asu should wear today... (picking up a dress) ...do you think this is okay?"
Aashi: "NO. Aashi not wearing this."
Khushi taking the dress from him. "Leave aside her dress. Have you decided what you are wearing? I have ironed that white suit of yours."
Aashi: "Nooo... (cupping Arnav's cheeks) Papa, wear black suit only, black is clachy."
Arnav kissing her palms: "Of course sweetheart. I will wear whatever you choose."
Khushi muttered under her breathe "papa ki bachi" and then said out loud "Ab ho gaya aap dono ka, chaliye jaldi se taiyar ho jaiye."
Arnav: "What get ready. We are yet to decide on what Asu will wear..." he said picking up a dress and rejecting it and then picking another.
Khushi: "Arnavji, you have the whole kid clothesline of AR spread around here, then Akashiji bought over a dozen dresses... still you are confused to what your daughter will be wearing?"
Arnav: "Don't talk about the dresses that Akash has got... he hasn't got a taste at all. I don't know how come he is working in the fashion industry... and those designers of AR, I will change them all... can't even design a proper dress for my Asu."
Khushi: "Enough of choosing now. Choose a dress in 5 min and get ready soon or else we will reach school tomorrow."
Aashi: "But Mamaa..."
Khushi: "Keep quiet and get ready soon."
Arnav: "Don't shout at my daughter."
Khushi: "I am not shouting. But I will shout if both of you don't get ready in 5 mins."
Arnav: "But the dress..."
Khushi picked up a red frock that they had thrown carelessly on the bed and holding it said: "Red is Papa's and Asu's favorite color... so Asu will be wearing this... it will look so nice."
Aashi looked at Arnav for confirmation and Arnav said: "I think we should try the other red..."
Khushi cut in: "ENOUGH OF CHOOSING NOW. Arnavji, if you keep choosing like this then we will get late and we are already late. Look at the time now..."
Arnav looked at the clock and realizing that they are actually getting late got down the bed with Aashi in his arms and said: "I think Mama is right. This dress is nice... Let's get ready now." and Aashi the obedient daughter of her father nodded her head vigorously.
The little family reached school and sat in the waiting arena waiting for their turn and anyone who would have seen Arnav at that time would never believe that he is the same person who so confidentially signs his deals making others hell nervous. But here he was not the ASR who would give heart attacks to his clients and staffs but he was a father whose daughter had come for an interview for getting admission in school.
Holding Aashi close to himself: "Asu, baby, don't be scared. Okay. It is just an interview... okay... darna mat."
Khushi: "Arnavji, she is not nervous but it's you who is being nervous and making her nervous too."
Arnav: "I am not nervous... I was just..."
Aashi: "How long are we going to sit here? It is too boring."
Arnav: "Khushi, let's go back home. Asu is bored, we will get her admitted next year."
Khushi looked at him feeling irritated: "You are impossible Arnavji, only because you think she will cry you want her to stay at home without being educated."
Arnav: "I will hire the best teachers, who will teach her at home. She will get the best education."
Khushi gave him an unbelievable look and before she could retort they were called in for interview.
The Raizadas entered the interview hall with Aashi walking holding her Papa's hand with her mother beside her. The principal and the three other interviewers smiled seeing the ASR before them and jr.ASR's admission was finalized even before the interview had started. Aashi sat on her father's lap and Khushi took a seat beside them.
1st interviewer: Good morning Mr and Mrs. Raizada."
Arnav and Khushi reciprocated the same and then the Principal turned to Aashi and smiling said: "Good Morning dear."
Aashi: "Good Morning."
2nd interviewer: "Would you mind sitting on the chair rather than on your father's lap?"
Aashi: "Aashi always sits on papa and now also she will sit on papa only."
Arnav held her tight and Khushi glaring at her said: "Sit on the chair Asu."
Arnav: "It's okay. Let her sit wherever she is comfortable."
Khushi smiling forcibly at the interviewers looked at Aashi with threatening eyes but maintaining a normal voice said:"Asu, sit on the chair beside papa." and now both Arnav and Aashi knew this tone... it means danger for them if they don't obey her. So, Aashi got down from Arnav's lap and he made her sit on the high chair which was specially made for the children.
The interviewers smiled and one of them asked Aashi: "So dear, what is your name?"
Aashi: "Aashi Arnav Singh Raizada."
2nd interviewer: "Oh my... you have got such a long name... lets make it short. Let it be Aashi Raizada."
Aashi: "NO. My name is Aashi Arnav Singh Raizada and will remain that only. You can't change my name. UNDERSTOOD."
Khushi trying to handle her: "Aashi behave."
Interviewer: "It's okay Mrs. Raizada." looking at Aashi "So Miss Aashi Arnav Singh Raizada, what is your hobby?"
Aashi: "Hobby..!! I love playing with papa and when papa not at home I play with anu di."
Other interviewer: "So how many members are there in your home?"
Aashi: "Many... papa, aashi, mama, bua, chachu, maasi, nani, dadi, dadu, anu di, HP and laxmi."
Interviewer: "So many people. Nice... whom do you love the most?"
Aashi: "Aashi loves papa and papa loves Aashi."
Everyone smiled and other interviewer asked: "So what does Aashi's papa does?"
Aashi: "Papa wakes up Aashi in morning then we bath, then papa makes aashi wear clothes and he himself gets ready and then papa and aashi eat together and then papa plays with aashi..." she would have continued telling her daily routine with her papa had it not been for the interviewers breaking into pool of laughter. Aashi looked at her parents one of whom was looking at her shockingly and the other with a little smile.
One of the interviewers controlled her laugh and asked: "Your papa does all those things." Aashi nodded enthusiastically "And your Mama... she doesn't do anything?"
Aashi: "Mama is very busy. She has lot of work. She wears beautiful dresses, pins her churni, applies cream on her face, lipstick on her lips, then kohl, then she talks and talks to bua and massi or to nani or dadi and yes she scold aashi and papa when she..." but she stopped saying further when she noticed the interviewers laughing at her. "HOW DARE YOU LAUGH AT AASHI?"
Khushi who was highly embarrassed with the way Aashi had described their daily routine and then shouting at the interviewers glaring at Aashi said: "Aashi behave yourself. You shouldn't be talking loudly with elders. Say sorry to them."
Aashi: "NO. AASHI WON'T SAY SORRY. They should say sorry for laughing. Not Aashi."
Khushi felt like pulling out her own hairs and looked at Arnav hoping against hope that he will say something to Aashi but he kept silent and looking at Aashi smiled.
One interviewer: "It's okay Mrs. Raizada. Actually we shouldn't have laughed. It is our mistake. (turning to Aashi) We are sorry dear."
Aashi with an attitude: "It's okay."
Other interviewer: "Aashi, what is your favorite color?"
Aashi: "Red. Papa's favorite color is red too."
3rd interviewer: "Is that why you are wearing red frock?"
Aashi: "Yes. Papa got it for Aashi and today Mama said I should wear this. So, Aashi wearing it."
Interviewer: "Your dress is really nice."
Aashi: "Papa has good choice, not like Chachu who doesn't have a choice at all. Don't know how come he is working at fashion industry."
Both Arnav and Khushi gaped at her as she repeated the exact line which Arnav had uttered at home. Whereas the interviewers were having a very hard time controlling there laughter.
One of the interviewer changing the topic asked: "Aashi do you know alphabets and numbers?"
Aashi nodded and he continued: "Will you count 1-10 for us?"
Aashi: "Why should Aashi count for you? Aashi won't count for you."
Interviewer: "Actually we don't know the numbers, so... if you could tell us..."
Aashi: "You don't know..? Don't worry Aashi will teach you, my Papa has taught me all. Okay. first is 1, then 2, then 3, then 4... ...and then 10. Okay. Remembered?" The interviewer nodded smiling. "I can teach you more numbers, after 10 it is 11, then..."
The interviewer pleased to see such a smart yet innocent kid smiling said: "For today that much is enough. You teach us other numbers later... for now can you tell us some alphabets?"
Aashi: "Yes, I know all... A,B,C,D...X,Y,Z. Okay. don't forget."
Other interviewer: "You are so intelligent dear."
Aashi:" Of course I am because I am my papa's daughter but Mama thinks I am idiot."
Everyone smiled including Arnav and Khushi didn't knew whether she should feel proud of her daughter or be embarrassed but she smiled seeing her little daughter being praised.
Other interviewer: "And Aashi can you tell some words that starts with A?"
Aashi: "Of course... A for Arnav that is my Papa's name, A for Aashi that is my name, A for Anjali that is my Bua's name, A for Akash that is Chachu's name, A for..."
Interviewer: "Is there any one person in your family whose name starts with A?"
Aashi thinking for a minute: "No, Mama's name starts with K, Maasi's with P, Dadi and Dadu's with M and Nani's with D."
Another Interviewer: "Wow... you know everything."
Aashi: "Yesh. Aashi knows everything. (looking at Arnav) isn't it Papa?"
Arnav: "Of course." turning to the interviewers "Is the interview over or you have got anything else to ask? You have been asking her questions for over 30 minutes."
Khushi who by now was flushed because of the answers that Aashi was giving now was annoyed with this question of Arnav.
Interviewer: "Of course Mr.Raizada. Your daughter is too smart and at the same time too innocent, we loved talking to her. We will inform you about the admission soon."
Arnav: "Nice, We should be going now." The interviewers nodding shook hands with Arnav. "Come Asu, let's go."
Aashi jumped into her father's arms and Khushi said: "Say bye to them Aashi."
Aashi waving her hands towards the panel: "Bye bye..." and the interviewers smiling waved back.
Back at RM, Arnav entered happily chatting with Aashi in his arms while Khushi walked ahead of them grumpy and angry. Seeing them back Anjali and Payal who were in the hall inquired: "What happened? How did the interview go?"
Khushi slumping down on the sofa nearby: "Don't ask Jiji... this girl embarrassed me so much today na... you can't imagine."
Anjali: "What did she do?"
Arnav sitting beside her with Aashi on his lap: "Asu did good in her interview. Don't know why Khushi is feeling so embarrassed."
Khushi: "What do you expect me to feel when this daughter of yours goes on saying that I do nothing than applying makeup and talking?"
Arnav: "She didn't say that, what she meant was..."
By now they were joined by the rest of the family.
Anjali: "Will you tell me what exactly had happened? What did Asu do?"
Khushi: "I am telling you Di..." saying she narrated what Aashi had spoken about and at the end of it the entire family rolled out laughing.
Arnav: "Ho gaya aap sab ka? Asu is tired from this interview and you all are laughing at her."
Khushi: "TIRED..?? Koun sa kheti kar rahi thi ki thak gayi. Ulta wahan pe un interviewers ke dimag ko thaka diya hoga isne."
Arnav: "Shut up Khushi. Jab dekho tab ispe chilati raheti ho." Standing up with Aashi in his arms he called to HP "Get juice for Asu."
Aashi: "And for Papa too."
Arnav smiling walked away from there with his Asu to his room.
Khushi: "Dekha Di... the way he is pampering her..."
Nani: "Koi baat nehi bitiya, Asu bitiya is a smart child she will never become spoil."
Khushi: "But Naniji... the way she spoke there, they all would have thought that I don't do nothing for her other than scolding her."
Anjali: "It is not like that Khuhsiji, rather they would have thought that our Asu is such a lucky child to get so much of love from the entire family and the lady in the panel surely would have been jealous of you as you have got the best family.. a very nice husband and such a nice daughter."
Khushi: "You think so..?" Anjali nodded "I think you are right."
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